On Tuesday we had dinner at the legendary restaurant, Jules Verne, located inside the Eiffel Tower. The view, made even more beautiful by a sudden rainstorm and double rainbow, is better than the food–which though palatable, certainly did not equal the amount paid for quality, though the bread, wine, and company were fabulous. And the little shovel spoons are now our family crest:
You really can’t beat it for the view and the romance. And remember, if at no other time in your life, in Paris, at least, you gotta rock the red lipstick:
The next night I was invited to read by Dorothy of Dorothy’s Gallery as part of our 80th Anniversary party for the Tropic of Cancer. On exhibit were Miller’s colorful paintings and also some fantastic photographs from Miller’s time in Paris. Al Rose sang some Miller-inspired tunes with Stevie.
Dorothy of Dorothy’s Gallery
And of course, you must always finish out the evening with a glass of wine.
Great to re-visit (rechérche) these images again!